"The Kind" Written by Steve Earle Tell me a story 'bout a fella With a crazy dream Everybody tells him that He won't amount to anything He fires a shot heard around the world Wins the prize and gets the girl That's the kind of story I like The kind that makes you think Sing a song about a cowboy With an achin' heart Ridin' along the lonesome prairie 'Bout to fall apart Every time them doggies moan He doesn't feel so all alone That's the kind of song I like The kind that breaks your heart Paint me a picture of a girl With a secret smile Lookin' back at ya 'cross the years Through ancient eyes You're standin' there like an open door 'Cause she's seen it all before That's the kind of picture I like The kind that makes you sigh | |